In a spectral silence came the bird
Glowing red ember it passed me at dusk
Riding wind currents of another time
First cycle then exploded with thus
Venture to a cool clear night
Fleeting sweet silence leads dawn
Four stars create the trapezoid
Israel knows the key is gone
Glowing red ember it passed me at dusk
Riding wind currents of another time
First cycle then exploded with thus
Venture to a cool clear night
Fleeting sweet silence leads dawn
Four stars create the trapezoid
Israel knows the key is gone
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